[π½ππππ π] They say a unicorn only comes to those who already believe Some old rule about purity, about needing to earn the reveal I spent so long trying to prove I was worth the myth Polishing every rough edge, hiding the parts that didn't fit Didn't know the horn was never about being clean It was always about being rare, being seen [πͺπππππ] I'm learning to wear my own light like a crown Not because it was given, but because I stopped backing down There's a whole galaxy humming under this skin Nebula-pink, patient, finally let in I used to think I had to hide to be believed Turns out I just had to let myself be seen [π½ππππ π] It took a den's low hush, a wingbeat close behind A patient pair of jaws that never asked me to hide None of them flinched at the shifting shape I became They just kept circling closer, gentle, saying my name Something ancient, something soft, waking in my chest Like starlight finally reaching what it always meant to bless [πͺπππππ] I'm learning to wear my own light like a crown Not because it was given, but because I stopped backing down There's a whole galaxy humming under this skin Nebula-pink, patient, finally let in I used to think I had to hide to be believed Turns out I just had to let myself be seen [π½ππππ π] I thought the horn had to be sharp to be worth keeping Thought softness and strangeness couldn't share one meaning But even the wildest myths get redrawn with time Even the oldest stars get named a second time I'm not choosing between soft and strange, between quiet and bright I'm letting both of them share the same field of light [πͺπππππ] I'm learning to wear my own light like a crown Not because it was given, but because I stopped backing down There's a whole galaxy humming under this skin Nebula-pink, patient, finally let in I used to think I had to hide to be believed Turns out I just had to let myself be seen [π©πππ ππ] They built the old myths on one shape, one line, one name Never left room for a body that wears more than one frame But even nebulae don't settle on a single hue to become Some burn violet and rose together, both at once I'm not caught between two things, fighting for the ground I'm the whole wide sky, holding every shade it's found [πͺπππππ] I'm learning to wear my own light like a crown Not because it was given, but because I stopped backing down There's a whole galaxy humming under this skin Nebula-pink, patient, finally let in I used to think I had to hide to be believed Turns out I just had to let myself be seen [πͺπππππ π¨ππππ] Wearing my own light now, soft and unashamed Not because they gave it, because I finally claimed There's a whole galaxy humming under this skin Nebula-pink, patient, finally let in I used to think I had to hide to be believed Turns out I just had to let myself be seen [πͺπππππ π¨ππππΒ²] Whatever myth they wrote, I'm rewriting it tonight Nothing rare should have to apologize for its light There's a whole galaxy humming under this skin Nebula-pink, patient, finally let in I used to think I had to hide to be believed Turns out I just had to let myself be seen [π¬ππ πππ π½ππππ] So let the old stars keep their given claim I found my color, I found my name Not a gap, not a maybe, not something half-made Just something rare, finally, unafraid
